What are they doing here; they are just girls.”“Don’t judge into you’ve walked in their shoes.” We stop at the door.“My real first name is... Susie, no big secret. Well, here it is, understand. No of course not. You just wanted a ride home and this is a pretty poor plan. You don’t need this shit.”“Mom, it’s okay,” I say smiling, as I take her hand. “I know life can be shitty, you aren’t corrupting me, Mrs. Koallinski, I’m happy to help,” I say as I squeeze her hand. She smiles and ruffles my. "I can't, I can't!" Okay," I said, easing back. "A break. But was that good?" Oh, god, I've never felt anything like it!" Her body was floppy, totally spent and trying to recover from the shock of her intense orgasms. "I do want more, but, y'know, give me a minute!" Okay," I grinned. "Do you want a drink or anything?" Yeah, some water would be great," Leanne smiled, and I got up to get a glass, aware that she'd be able to see my erection through my trousers. I was looking forward to showing it. He left feeling hopeful that he wouldn't be called to testify. Scott drove over to the farm supply store and picked up a new bag of dog food before heading back to the apartment. He parked by the garage, and hefted the big bag over a shoulder."Scott, can you come over and look at something for me?" called Mrs. Monroe from the side door of the house."Of course, what do you need?" Some of the outlets in the house are dead." I'll be right over."Scott dumped the bag in the garage. He knocked on the. She was a high school friend who went to college out of state, and was visiting for the weekend. We were planning to spend the day together, but her train had arrived really early. I normally don't get up until noon on the weekends, and she knocked on my door at 7am, looking tired. In high school we had been pretty close. We never dated, but we had shared a bed a few times at crowded overnight parties. So when I suggested we get back into bed for a few hours, she didn't bat an eye. She dropped.